Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

"Xu Yuanjia, for what you did to me, slapping you is too lenient."

"But I don't want to get my hands dirty."

When Shi Luyu left the warehouse after saying those words, she didn't look back.

The night wind blew in from the river, making her clothes cling to her body. She heard no sound behind her.

But she knew he was watching her. The feeling of being locked on pressed down from behind, like an invisible hand on the back of her neck.

She walked out of the old dock and under the streetlights when a voice came from behind her, neither too close nor too far, as if it were talking to herself: "My dear, no matter how far you go, you will always come back to your brother."

She didn't stop.

It was already past midnight when I got back to the apartment.

She locked the door, drew all the curtains, and sat down on the sofa. Her fingers were still trembling slightly, but her mind was much clearer than before. She remembered Xu Yuanjia's last look.

Like a well leading to an underground river, the surface is calm, but underneath are all undercurrents.

He won't let her go.

He's Master Jia, and Master Jia has never let anyone leave his grasp.

She stood up, walked to her desk, turned on her computer, and accessed her parents' phone location data.

The last signal remained in Myanmar, near the Chinese business community where they had previously lived.

She dialed her mother's number, but her phone was off. Her father's phone was also off.

She tried dialing the mine manager's number, but it was hung up after two rings.

She looked at the moving icons on the screen, let out a long sigh, and then closed the laptop.

"At least we can be sure they're still there. This time, once we find Mom and Dad, they won't come back," she told herself.

Before dawn, she packed a backpack.

Passport, cash, power bank, two changes of clothes, and a pack of compressed biscuits.

She didn't bring a camera, nor anything related to the past. She left her apartment key on the shoe cabinet in the entryway.

She didn't take the main road.

She already knew that Xu Yuanjia had people watching him at the airport, train station, and major intersections.

She changed buses twice, circled the vegetable market in the old town three times, mingled among a group of middle-aged women carrying vegetable baskets, and walked out of the back door of the vegetable market.

She wore a sarong commonly worn by locals, her hair was tied up, and she wore a wide-brimmed sun hat.

While waiting for her bus at the bus station in the border town, she even said "buy a ticket" to the ticket seller in Thai. It was only two sentences, which she had learned on the spot. Her tone was stiff, but it was enough.

When she was less than two hundred meters from the border crossing, she saw those familiar figures.

The black combat uniforms, with their black backgrounds and gold serpent and eagle emblems, flashed briefly in the morning light. Roughly counting, there were more than a dozen of them, scattered in the waiting areas on both sides of the checkpoint.

Some stood next to the newsstands, while others squatted on the railings smoking, but their eyes were all scanning the flow of people crossing the border.

Shi Luyu stopped in her tracks for a moment.

She lowered her head, pulled her hat brim down, and turned to blend into a nearby tour group carrying flags.

The tour guide was leading the way, holding up a small yellow flag and calling out to the group. She bent over and squatted down as if tying shoelaces. When the group passed by her, she stood up and squeezed into a small shop selling herbal tea next door.

She slipped out of the back door of the small shop and squatted for a long time in an alley filled with cardboard boxes. No one chased after her.

The second attempt was made in the evening.

She took a different route, crossing at a smaller ferry crossing. As darkness fell, the crossing was nearly deserted, with only a few boatmen pulling in their mooring lines. Shi Luyu wrapped her coat tighter around herself and walked downstream along the riverbank.

As she was about to turn onto the side road connecting to the border highway, she saw a familiar car.

A dark green SUV was parked on the side of the road, its window rolled down, and a hand rested on the windowsill. Yu Baoying was leaning back in the driver's seat, holding a drink, as if waiting for someone.

I wasn't waiting for her, but she just happened to pass by.

Yu Baoying saw her, paused for a moment, then quickly put her drink on the cup holder, opened the car door, and got out. Today she was wearing a loose, light-colored knit sweater, her hair was loose and down, and her makeup was very light, making her look much softer and less sharp than usual.

"Lulu? What are you doing here?"

Shi Luyu stopped. She looked at Yu Baoying, her lips moved slightly, and suddenly she felt exhausted all over.

She walked for two days, avoiding all eyes and ears, but at this moment, when she saw the person who had once shielded her from a knife with a clothesline pole on a rainy night, she felt she was about to collapse.

"Sister," her voice was a little hoarse, "Xu Yuanjia and I have fallen out."

Yu Baoying's expression changed, a genuine shock that surfaced in her eyes, a change that was not feigned: "What did you say?"

Shi Luyu looked at her and remained silent for a few seconds.

"You're so close to them," she said softly, "you know he's lying to me, don't you?"

Yu Baoying opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Her gaze shifted from Shi Luyu's face, then returned, gripping the car keys tightly until her knuckles turned white. "...Yes."

Shi Luyu wasn't angry. The night breeze had ruffled her hair a little, but she tucked it behind her ear.

"His methods are terrifying and evil. I don't blame you for not daring to speak out. You don't need to feel sad."

Yu Baoying looked up at her, her eyes filled with something indescribable.

Shi Luyu took a step forward and looked at her. "But there's something I want to ask of you. For the sake of our friendship, could you help me cross the border? I need to go to Myanmar to find my parents."

Yu Baoying glanced at her for two seconds, then decisively turned around and opened the car door: "Get in."

The car drove for almost two hours.

Yu Baoying drove very fast, and the streetlights outside the car window changed from dots to lines, and then from lines to bands of light.

She remained silent the entire way, her hands gripping the steering wheel, her knuckles turning slightly white. Shi Luyu sat in the passenger seat, gazing at the night outside the window; both of them were silent.

As we approached the border checkpoint, the car's headlights caught a glimpse of another vehicle parked on the side of the road.

It was black, with a long body, and looked like a lurking beast in the night fog.

Yu Baoying slammed on the brakes.

The roads in front and behind were blocked.

Several black cars emerged from the shadows and slowly surrounded her dark green SUV.

The car door opened, and the man in black got out of the car, moving slowly and deliberately, completely blocking the road.

Cheng Ye got out of the first car.

His expression was grim, a complex mix of not knowing how to handle the situation.

He walked over and knocked on Yu Baoying's car window.

The car window rolled down. Cheng Ye glanced at Yu Baoying, then at Shi Luyu in the passenger seat: "Wife, get out."

Yu Baoying didn't move. Her fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly: "I'm not getting off, you guys move aside."

Cheng Ye reached for the car door and bent down to unbuckle her seatbelt. Yu Baoying slapped his hand away, "Cheng Ye, what are you doing!"

"I'll take you home." Cheng Ye's voice was low and left no room for negotiation.

He grabbed her arm and lifted her out of the driver's seat.

Yu Baoying struggled a few times, but he held her tightly, making it impossible for her to move.

In her struggle, she looked up and saw Xu Yuanjia sitting in the back seat of another car. The window was half-lowered, so she couldn't see his expression, but the oppressive feeling from more than ten meters away made it hard for her to breathe.

"Wife, stop making a scene." Cheng Ye's voice was a pleading tone utterly suppressed.

Even if you don't think about ourselves, you should think about the baby in your belly! ...I really don't want anything to go wrong for you and the baby.

Yu Baoying froze. Her hand stopped in front of Cheng Ye's chest, clutching the fabric of his coat for a long time before slowly letting go.

Upon hearing this, Shi Luyu felt as if a pebble had been gently tapped in her heart.

She looked down at her fingers resting on her knees and realized she couldn't cause Yu Baoying any more trouble.

She took a deep breath, opened the car door, and got out.

He walked up to the black sedan, raised his hand, and knocked on the back window: "Xu Yuanjia."

The car window rolled down, and Xu Yuanjia's face appeared inside.

The moonlight shone in from the side, illuminating his eyebrows and eyes in a half-light, half-shadow.

He leaned back in his seat, tilted his head to look at her, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Like a hunter who has been waiting for a long time and finally waited for his prey to come to him.